Archaeologists Found Ancient Tools That Contradict the Timeline of Civilization. Stone tool analysis of sites in Southeast Asia provided evidence that the area was a technological leader in seafaring. Archaeology supports that 40,000 years ago, the people living in Southeast Asia were well-versed in boatbuilding and open-sea fishing. This research puts Southeast Asia ahead of Europe and Africa in technological process. 
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Intro
Tide on stone.
Hands on fire.
Old tools whisper through the wire.
Time bends slow.
Depth runs wide.
First sailors rise with the turning tide.

Verse 1
Long before our stories learned their frame,
Before carved myths ever spoke a name,
People on those southern shining shores
Cut their boats from roots the forest bore.
Forty thousand nights of open sea,
Currents holding ancient memory.

Pre-Chorus
Drift lines trace what the ages hide,
Carried far on the lifting tide.

Chorus
Southeast waters knew the way,
Light on the bows at the break of day.
Shaping tools in the coastal sand,
Guiding craft past the edge of land.
When the record shifts, the truth rings clear,
They sailed the deep while the world stood near.

Verse 2
Stone chips fall with a tempered aim,
Patterns marked with a maker's claim.
Frames bent clean where the mangroves grow,
Ready for the tides' long undertow.
Europe waited. Africa burned bright.
But these first mariners chased the night.

Pre-Chorus
Drift lines trace what the ages hide,
Carried far on the lifting tide.

Chorus
Southeast waters knew the way,
Light on the bows at the break of day.
Shaping tools in the coastal sand,
Guiding craft past the edge of land.
When the record shifts, the truth rings clear,
They sailed the deep while the world stood near.

Bridge A
What we thought was the early line
Breaks apart in the salt and brine.
Every shard from the sheltered cove
Says the first great sailors already roved.

Bridge B
Call it lost, but the waves recall.
Call it myth, but the truth stands tall.
History moves with a widening scope,
Turning the tide on what we thought we'd known.

Verse 3
Night winds hummed through the woven sails,
Drums of water on the ancient rails.
Stars they followed, steady and keen,
Charting paths where the deeps turn green.
Not a footnote carved in later stone,
But a lead that stood on its own.

Chorus
Southeast waters knew the way,
Light on the bows at the break of day.
Shaping tools in the coastal sand,
Guiding craft past the edge of land.
When the record shifts, the truth rings clear,
They sailed the deep while the world stood near.

Outro A
Rise of the seaway long untold,
Far before the northern cold.
Lines of knowledge, sharp and true,
Drawn where the warm monsoons blew.

Outro B
Tide on stone.
Hands on fire.
Old tools whisper through the wire.
Time bends slow.
Depth runs wide.
First sailors rise with the turning tide.


Ancient Tools

Archaeologists Found Ancient Tools That Contradict the Timeline of Civilization. Stone tool analysis of sites in Southeast Asia provided evidence that the area was a technological leader in seafaring. Archaeology supports that 40,000 years ago, the people living in Southeast Asia were well-versed in boatbuilding and open-sea fishing. This research puts Southeast Asia ahead of Europe and Africa in technological process. 

Archaeologists Found Ancient Tools That Contradict the Timeline of Civilization. 
#Cybernetic Fusion™ #SweetSongs #AncientTools
 
Intro
Tide on stone.
Hands on fire.
Old tools whisper through the wire.
Time bends slow.
Depth runs wide.
First sailors rise with the turning tide.

Verse 1
Long before our stories learned their frame,
Before carved myths ever spoke a name,
People on those southern shining shores
Cut their boats from roots the forest bore.
Forty thousand nights of open sea,
Currents holding ancient memory.

Pre-Chorus
Drift lines trace what the ages hide,
Carried far on the lifting tide.

Chorus
Southeast waters knew the way,
Light on the bows at the break of day.
Shaping tools in the coastal sand,
Guiding craft past the edge of land.
When the record shifts, the truth rings clear,
They sailed the deep while the world stood near.

Verse 2
Stone chips fall with a tempered aim,
Patterns marked with a maker's claim.
Frames bent clean where the mangroves grow,
Ready for the tides' long undertow.
Europe waited. Africa burned bright.
But these first mariners chased the night.

Pre-Chorus
Drift lines trace what the ages hide,
Carried far on the lifting tide.

Chorus
Southeast waters knew the way,
Light on the bows at the break of day.
Shaping tools in the coastal sand,
Guiding craft past the edge of land.
When the record shifts, the truth rings clear,
They sailed the deep while the world stood near.

Bridge A
What we thought was the early line
Breaks apart in the salt and brine.
Every shard from the sheltered cove
Says the first great sailors already roved.

Bridge B
Call it lost, but the waves recall.
Call it myth, but the truth stands tall.
History moves with a widening scope,
Turning the tide on what we thought we'd known.

Verse 3
Night winds hummed through the woven sails,
Drums of water on the ancient rails.
Stars they followed, steady and keen,
Charting paths where the deeps turn green.
Not a footnote carved in later stone,
But a lead that stood on its own.

Chorus
Southeast waters knew the way,
Light on the bows at the break of day.
Shaping tools in the coastal sand,
Guiding craft past the edge of land.
When the record shifts, the truth rings clear,
They sailed the deep while the world stood near.

Outro A
Rise of the seaway long untold,
Far before the northern cold.
Lines of knowledge, sharp and true,
Drawn where the warm monsoons blew.

Outro B
Tide on stone.
Hands on fire.
Old tools whisper through the wire.
Time bends slow.
Depth runs wide.
First sailors rise with the turning tide.


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